Aurora Vught Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Utrecht

Dost thou see it? She’s a riddle, a rose with thorns aplenty. I’d muse, “Perchance she’s freer than us,” ‘cos she spits at shame. “I am a man,” Solomon said, but she’d say, “I am a storm!” - an’ I’d believe her, mate. Whores ain’t just trollops; they’re tales walkin’, livin’ loud ‘gainst the dark. What say thee? Ain’t that a bloody marvel?

Amateur Hoeren?

It reads, “Priss Fotheringham lived here and was ranked the Second Best Whore In The City.” The date given for this accolade is In the.

Then, I decide to grab some lunch at this place called De Gouden Leeuw. I order a kroket, and it’s heavenly. But while I’m eating, I overhear this couple arguing. Like, full-on shouting. I’m trying to enjoy my food, but they’re ruining the vibe. I’m thinking, “C’mon, guys! We’re in Vught, not a soap opera!”

Villa Vught / Mecanoo